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Chapter 62 by robyna robyna

Do they run into the football jerks?

Of course they do

Matt and Ophelia barely made it off the bus when Jordan and Freddy confronted them.

"Oh, it's the n-word lover," Freddy sneered. "Not enough that you mess with our white women, you gotta smear some black pussy on your dick too?"

"Last I heard," Matt said, "nobody owns any women around here. So, who I go out with is my business and their business, not yours."

"Big talk for a fag-boy who hides behind an n-word bitch." Jordan threw a punch at Matt which Matt barely managed to avoid. Apparently Matt's offer to help tutor the football team was forgotten when Jordan and Freddy had a chance to let their racism out.

"Sorry, I couldn't get my fist around the n-word's fat ass," Freddy said.

"You kiss your momma with that mouth?" Ophelia grabbed Jordan by the ear... and twisted.

"You attacked me. Ouch." Jordan was up on his tip-toes trying, without much success, to minimize the pain.

"That's not the way I see it," Ophelia said. "But we can take this to the principal if you'd like. You can explain what you think happened and I'll explain how I saw it. Who knows, maybe your principal is a racist and won't mind taking on the bus company and the union."

"My father owns the bus company," Jordan said. "You'll be fired."

Ophelia shrugged, her massive tits continuing to bounce up and down for another fifteen seconds or so after she'd completed the gesture while Jordan, Freddy, and Matt all watched with fascination. "If you think your daddy wants you to cause trouble with the union, that's up to you. Now Matt here promised me a cup of coffee. I know the two of you won't mind stepping out of the way."

"You can't talk like that to us," Freddy blustered. "You're just a--"

"Cut it," Jordan said. "Remember, Matt here is going to help us with our math. He's our friend. And the driver-lady here, she's our friend too."

"Can't have too many friends." Ophelia gave Jordan's ear a final twist and then released him. "Now, Matt, you said you were buying me a coffee. Hope you don't plan on going dutch on me."

"Oh, no," Matt said. "It's definitely my treat."

"I'll take cream in my coffee." Jordan whispered the words but did so loudly enough that everyone nearby could hear.

Anything else before class?

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